Friday, 21 December 2007


There is less daylight today than ever before; or so I am told.

So what do the bastard birds do?

The fuckwits start up at 5am, as if they're chanting to Thor or whatever damnfool deity they worship at this time of year (er...). total buggers. There's fuck all light, so they start singing like it's May.

Nice one, twats.